Too Late To Say Sorry
“Let me in, ” said the man as he rattled the gates.
“Go away; ” said Peter, “you’re not welcome here.”
“Let me in I say, ” said the angry man once more.
“Move on you’re causing a queue, ” said someone near.
“Shut your mouth, ” said the man rattling the gates.
“Go away; ” said Peter, “you’re wasting my time.”
“Hey you, the one with the mouth holding up the queue
you belong in hell with the rest of your kind.”
“I’m not going to hell, ” said the man at the gate.
“You have no choice the gates aren’t open to you.”
“I admit I was evil once, but that was before I died
I’ve changed and I want to start anew.”
“Your fate’s been decided, ” said a voice from behind,
“You may as well accept what’s coming to you.
You have to pay the price for the evil you’ve done
and there’s no way to escape what’s due.”
“Why won’t you listen to a man that’s made mistakes?
I’ve admitted my guilt although a little bit late,
no one deserves an eternity of pain and torment.”
He then slowly disappeared to seal his fate.
poem by Orlando Belo
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Seven Doors Hotel
Fourhundred years back in this time
Seven doors hotel
A massacre took place and a young man
Died opened one gate to hell
The eibon is open use your eyes
To read and learn
In the end it could be your turn
1981 traces were found
That could not exist in ones mind
A woman could lead you
Totally deceive you without your knowing shes blind
Seven doors hotel
One of seven gates to hell
Seven doors hote
L one of seven gates to hell
Do always watch out for things
That you see but dont understand
The devil is there always somewhere
Ready to command
song performed by by Europe
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Crypts Of Eternity
Devious to those unknown
He walks below the land
Alluring victims to their death
Perish to the sand
Master of the blackened arts
Living his decree
Thrives amongst the Seven Gates
Searching for the keys
I have seen the darkened depths of Hell
Sorcery beyond the witches' spell
Robbed the crypts of Death's eternity
Killed the priest and cursed him endlessly
Chants of evil incantation
Fill the murky night
Free the Devil's knights of Hell
Unleash their growing spite
Directing power forcibly
The fire of Hell is cast
Resurrect from crypts of Death
A demon from the past
I have seen the darkened depths of Hell
Sorcery beyond the witches' spell
Robbed the crypts of Death's eternity
Killed the priest and cursed him endlessly
Cringe with fear
Violate the unbroken seal of Hell
Death will come searching for
Your mere soul
Still you are eager to seek your fate
All that lie here are remains of Death
Grinding bones
song performed by by Slayer from Hell Awaits
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The Gates to Heaven
The gates to heaven
is wide open...
For me to walk
through it.
The gates are
made out of gold...
I can’t wait until
I walk through...
The gates of heaven.
Oh how much I
want to see
God...
But the gates: are
the gates to Heaven..
poem by Lisa Parks
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Gates Of Tomorrow
Weaving a thread round your heart and your soul
Deceiving your eyes and delaying your goal
Ships in the night when they pass out of sight
Deliver their cargo of earthly delights
To the women and the children the souls of the dead
I've opened their book and no mercy is shed
You want forgiveness and you want it cheap
I don't give redemption rewards for the meek
Suffering evil when you pay the price of fame
There isn't a god to save you if you don't save yourself
You can't blame a madman if you go insane
Give me the strength so I carry on
Trapped in the web but I cut the threads
Show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web no mercy is shed
Show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web slaves to the dead
Show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web but I cut the threads
Show you the gates of tomorrow
Suffering evil when you pay the price of fame
There isn't a god to save you if you don't save yourself
You can't blame a madman if you go insane
Give me the strength so I carry on
Trapped in the web but I cut the threads
Show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web no mercy is shed
Show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web slaves to the dead
Show you the gates of tomorrow
Trapped in the web but I cut the threads
Show you the gates of tomorrow
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Montsgur
I stand alone in this desolate space
In death they are truly alive
Massacred innocence, evil took place
The angels were burning inside
Centuries later I wonder why
What secret that they took to their grave
Still burning heretics under our skies
Religion's still burning inside
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
As we kill them all so god will know his own
The innocents died for the pope on his throne
Catholic greed and its paranoid zeal
Curse of the grail and the blood of the cross
Templar believers with blood on their hands
Joined in the choruse to kill on demand
Burned at the stake for their soul's liberty
To stand with the cathars to die and be free
The book of old testament crippled and black
Satan his weapon is lust
Living this evil damnation of flesh
Back to the torture of life
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
As we kill them all so god know his own
Laugh at the darkness and in god we trust
The eye of the triangle smiling with sin
No passover feast for the cursed within
Facing the sun as they went to their grave
Burn like a dog or you live like a slave
Death is the price for your soul's liberty
To stand with the cathars and to die and be free
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
At the gates and the walls of Montsgur
Blood on the stones of the citadel
song performed by by Iron Maiden
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Sad Death
Sad are people who lie and give death,
Your sin is special, even though murder is not,
And deathly bridges are traversed by the spirit,
To accuse no one wrongly and no one is in fight or trouble.
Openly, gate has been served and automated,
Made and consumed by the people who eat,
Their living is again the standard of meat,
The standards of meat are greater and superior.
Gates must open for the guests who change,
They fix a notion on whoever is proud of joyous occasions.
Gates after gates are opened to the glad,
And speaking those notions may damage the very gladness
That doors bring, that gates sing.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Hes Evil
Scene: a party political broadcast -- mr. black and his followers
He comes on smooth, cool and kind,
But he wants your body not your mind.
Hes got style, personality,
But hes the devil in reality.
Hell make you laugh, make you smile,
And make you feel good for a while.
Wicked smile, decadent grin,
He likes school girls, nuns and virgins.
His skin is soft but his mind is hard,
Hell lead you on then hell tear you apart.
Hell treat you rough and he will make you cry,
And you will kiss sweet innocence good-bye.
And once youre in therell be no getting out,
So look out, look out, look out, look out.
Hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil.
Hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil.
Hes got wit hes got charm.
But when he gets rough hell break your arm.
Hes got taste, manners and grace,
But when he gets tough hell slit your face.
Hell buy you jewels, expensive clothes,
Then his mindll go and hell bust your nose.
Hes a joker and a clown
But hell pervert you and drag you down.
He comes on smooth, cool and kind,
But he wants your body not your mind,
He is just the devil in disguise.
He will drag you down and he will make you cry,
And once youre in there will be no getting out.
So look out, look out, look out.
Look out, look out, look out.
Hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil.
Hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil. hes evil.
song performed by by Kinks
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My Door Is A Lamp
One day You ask: What are you up to?
- I work for lattices
And concoct doors for lamps.
The door to heaven will be split,
My doors shall turn into gates
Encircling my heaven of Old.
Radiation picks up from Hell,
Heaven closes its gates,
And my doors open and shut
To let Me only enter
My heaven and Paradise.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Inspiration
At the golden gate of song
Stood I, knocking all day long,
But the Angel, calm and cold,
Still refused and bade me, 'Hold.'
Then a breath of soft perfume,
Then a light within the gloom;
Thou, Love, camest to my side,
And the gates flew open wide.
Long I dwelt in this domain,
Knew no sorrow, grief, or pain;
Now you bid me forth and free,
Will you shut these gates on me?
poem by Paul Laurence Dunbar
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Breaking Into Heaven
I've been casing your joint for the best years of my life
Like the look of your stuff outta sight
When I'm hungry and when I'm cold
When I'm having it rough or just getting old
Listen up sweet child of mine
Have I got news for you
Nobody leaves this place alive
They'll die here join the queue
Better man the barricades
I'm coming in tonight
Had a line of my dust outta sight
When I wander and when I roam
I'll find a soul I can trust I'm coming home
Listen up sweet child of mine
Have I got news for you
Nobody leaves this place alive
They'll die and join the queue
Sing it
I-I'm gonna break right into heaven
I can't wait anymore
Heaven's gates won't hold me
I'll saw those suckers down
Laughing loud at your locks when they hit the ground
Every icon in every town
Hear this
song performed by by The Stone Roses from Second Coming
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Everyone is given the key to the gates of Heaven. The same key opens the gates of Hell.
Charles And Peter
Ere Gabriel's note to silence died
All graves of men were gaping wide.
Then Charles A. Dana, of 'The Sun,'
Rose slowly from the deepest one.
'The dead in Christ rise first, 't is writ,'
Quoth he-'ick, bick, ban, doe,-I'm It!'
(His headstone, footstone, counted slow,
Were 'ick' and 'bick,' he 'ban' and 'doe':
Of beating Nick the subtle art
Was part of his immortal part.)
Then straight to Heaven he took his flight,
Arriving at the Gates of Light.
There Warden Peter, in the throes
Of sleep, lay roaring in the nose.
'Get up, you sluggard!' Dana cried
'I've an engagement there inside.'
The Saint arose and scratched his head.
'I recollect your face,' he said.
'(And, pardon me, 't is rather hard),
But--' Dana handed him a card.
'Ah, yes, I now remember-bless
My soul, how dull I am I-yes, yes,
'We've nothing better here than bliss.
Walk in. But I must tell you this:
'We've rest and comfort, though, and peace.'
'H'm-puddles,' Dana said, 'for geese.
'Have you in Heaven no Hell?' 'Why, no,'
Said Peter, 'nor, in truth, below.
''T is not included in our scheme-
'T is but a preacher's idle dream.'
The great man slowly moved away.
'I'll call,' he said, 'another day.
'On earth I played it, o'er and o'er,
And Heaven without it were a bore.'
'O, stuff!-come in. You'll make,' said Pete,
'A hell where'er you set your feet.'
1885.
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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My Sweet Dream Of Freedom
Last night was so heavenly peaceful
Felt like I could fly
Soaring higher and higher
No slave chains holding me down
I don't want to wake up
Don't wake me up
I don't want this to come to an end
The light breeze comb through my hair
The light is so bright and beautiful
Smell the freah air
The smell of freedom
I spot something
Running toward it
Its the gates of freedom
I run faster and faster
Getting closer and closer
Finally I am there
As I reach to open the gates
It disappears
And I wake up
In my hell life
Chained up again
Nothing has changed at all
And it never will
poem by Makayla Straight
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Reality (Naani 25 syllables)
The heart is the storage house
Of deepest thoughts, feelings
The eyes mirror them
But the lips open the gates.
'The good man brings out good things out of the good stored up in his heart; the evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart. For out of the overflow of his heart, the mouth speaks.'
Luke 6: 45
poem by Cynthia Buhain-Baello
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Between The Devil And Me
This world can take you by the hand
And tempt the soul of any man
But you can choose your path
There's two roads you can take
One way is right and one way is wrong
The flesh is weak, but love is strong
And she's all I see between the devil and me
The gates of hell swing open wide invitin' me to step inside
I'll be your friend, he calls again, I know it's him
The flames are spreadin' everywhere
But through the smoke I see her there
She's all I see between the devil and me
I hold her in my arms tonight
So safe and warm I close my eyes
And a cool breeze blows 'cross our bodies in the dark
Outside her reach is my concern
Somewhere I know a fire burns
And she's all I see between the devil and me
The gates of hell swing open wide invitin' me to step inside
I'll be your friend, he calls again, I know it's him
The flames are spreadin' everywhere
But through the smoke I see her there
She's all I see between the devil and me
The gates of hell swing open wide
Invitin' me to step inside
She's all I see between the devil and me
song performed by by Alan Jackson
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Hell Awaits
[Backwards: "Join us" x times]
[Welcome back]
Existing on damnation's edge
The priest had never known
To witness such a violent show
Of power overthrown
Angels fighting aimlessly
Still dying by the sword
Our legions killing all in sight
To get the one called Lord
The Gates of Hell lie waiting as you see
There's no price to pay just follow me
I can take your lost soul from the grave
Jesus knows your soul can not be saved
Crucify the so called Lord
He soon shall fall to me
Your souls are damned your God has fell
To slave for me eternally
Hell awaits...
The Reaper guard's the darkened Gates
That Satan calls his home
Demons feed the furnace where
The Dead are free to roam
Lonely children of the night
There's seven ways to go
Each leading to the burning hole
The Lucifer controls
Priests of Hades seek the sacred star
Satan sees the answer lies not far
Zombies screaming souls cry out to you
Satanic laws prevail your life is through
Pray to the moon... when it is round
Death with you shall then abound
What you seek... for can't be found
In sea or sky or underground
Now I have you deep inside my everlasting grasp
The seven bloody Gates of Hell
Is where you'll live your last
Warriors from Hell's Domain
Will bring you to your Death
The flames of Hades burning strong
Your soul shall never rest
The Gates of Hell lie waiting as you see
There's no price to pay just follow me
I can take your lost soul from the grave
Jesus knows your soul can not be saved
Sacrifice the lives of all I know they
Soon shall die
Their souls are damned to rot in Hell
and keep the fire growing deep inside
Hell awaits...
song performed by by Slayer from Hell Awaits
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Breaking Into Heaven
Ive been casing your joint for the best years of my life
Like the look of your stuff, outta sight
When Im hungry and when Im cold
When Im having it rough
Or just getting old
Listen up sweet child of mine
Have I got news for you
Nobody leaves this place alive
Theyll die and join the queue
Better man the barricades
Im coming in tonight
Had a line of my dust, outta sight
When I wander and when I roam
Ill find a soul I can trust
Im coming home
Listen up sweet child of mine
Have I got news for you
Nobody leaves this place alive
Theyll die and join the queue, sing it
Im, Im gonna break right into heaven
I cant wait anymore
Heavens gates wont hold me
Ill saw those suckers down
Laughing loud at your locks when they hit the ground
Every icon in every town
Hear this your numbers up
Im coming round
Listen up sweet child of mine
Have I got news for you
Nobody leaves this place alive
Theyll die and join the queue, sing it
Im, Im gonna break right into heaven
I cant wait anymore
How many times do I have to tell you
You dont have to wait to die
You can have it all
Anytime you want it
Yeah, the kingdoms all inside
song performed by by Stone Roses
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The Soliloquy Of The Agnostic....
why do we say that those who take their lives
earlier than we do, and with their own hands deserve our pity?
no one has ever come back and tell us that they regret
what they are doing
or what they did was wrong
why do others say that they must have died a heroes death
and welcomed well by those guarding the gates of heaven?
or are there such gates?
or is there such a place which they call as heaven?
or it there hell?
why do you say that the books are correct? who wrote them?
all we know is we are here
we do not know where we come from
and where we are going
the fact is that is the only fact we know:
we all do not know.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Three Monkeys…plus One
First monkey covered his eyes and spoke,
“See no evil”...
By refusing to see and confronting evil
Victims are born of doubt, guilt and fear
Clear sight sheds light and illumines evil
Second monkey covered his ears and spoke,
“Hear no evil”...
By refusing to hear the voice of evil one cannot know truth
Truth is discerned by the heart and mind
Voicing truth creates a vibration that dis-integrates evil
Third monkey covered his mouth and thought,
“Speak no evil”...
Evil cannot manifest if one thinks before speaking
Fourth monkey opened his mouth and spoke,
“Do no evil”...
This was the wisest monkey of all
poem by Ray Lucero
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Q
I join the queue
We move up nicely.
I ask the lady in front
What are we queuing for.
'To join another queue,'
She explains.
'How pointless,' I say,
'I'm leaving.' She points
To another long queue.
'Then you must get in line.'
I join the queue.
We move up nicely.
poem by Roger McGough
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